No Man Bosses Me Around, And No

Men Don't Make Passes At Crones With Big (rhymes With Passes).

When Someone Is Beautiful, That Gives People An Excuse To Go Out Of Their Way To Be Mean, As If Someone Who's Beautiful Isn't Really Deep, Doesn't Really Hurt And Isn't Really A Human Being.

If You're Considered A Beauty, It's Hard To Be Accepted Doing Anything But Standing Around.

When I'm Saying Hysteria, I'm Referring To Freud, Because All The Women Were Coming To Him With Symptoms And Seeking Help, And He Just Called It Hysteria.

You Have The Morals Of Rabbit, The Character Of A Slug, And The Brain Of A Platypus.